quarter is the highest priced seat."

The girl chatted on until the postman delivered the mail.

"Oh! a letter from Kate. Let's see what news she has written," and she
gave a gasp as she read the first page.

"Poor Mrs. Casey died Saturday from pneumonia. Nora is heartbroken, and
poor Pat Casey acts as though he knew not which way to turn. Nora looks
really refined in black,--almost handsome. She loved Mrs. Casey, who in
spite of her peculiarities was a good wife and mother. Later: Mr. Casey
wishes to take Nora away. He suggested New York, so you may see her,
etc."

Then Ethel described Honora.

"It is strange but I can never like that girl. There's something about
her that's antagonistic to me, and yet when she comes here I must be
polite and ask her to visit me."

"If she's in mourning she'll not expect to meet people," said Mrs.
Hollister quickly, "nor to go to any places of amusement, thank heavens."

"Oh, she's very generous. Probably she'd invite us, Mamma. Well, poor
Nora, she loved her mother. I'm sorry for her."




CHAPTER II